Thrills, Chills, KILLS!

Isola-afilliated roleplay blog for the biggest cinnamon roll in all of Danganronpa V3... MONOKUMA!

[despairnecessities]

“What are you talking about??” (seriously what are you talking about

“The mun logged onto this account with the purpose of changing the email attached to it. Y’know, so he could make a new blog with the former email, because Tumblr is a functioning website! Anyways, he found an old ask from his favorite writing partner, and decided to let me answer it for laughs!” 

“Case in point? There just aren’t any plans for this blog, at the moment! Monokuma’s in hibernation! Maybe permanently! Oh no!” 

... Seriously, I’m sorry.

[despairnecessities]

“Hm who are you?” Izzy

“Someone very surprised to see that you waited so long for me!” 

“Unfortunately, this account is inactive. That last post was a joke!” 

[despairnecessities]

“Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”

“What does it matter?! This isn’t even canon! My face is FRRROOOOZEN like this, anyways!”

[rpmemedumpster]

1-800-how’s my portrayal?

This mun is now accepting feedback! 

Please remember there’s a difference between hate, constructive criticism, and giving praise because you don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings.

[despairnecessities]

“Now, this is more like it! ‘This party’s getting crazy,’ as they say! ‘Let’s rock,’ as they say!”

[isolaradiale]

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[noctismortem-blog]

@despairnecessities

“You know, a festival like this, with all sorts of people gathering together to honor the dead and the likes… what I would give to see some little bit of… mischief going on. But I bet you’re already planning some mischief yourself, aren’t you dearie? Mind letting a lady in on what you’re planning?”

[despairnecessities]

“’A’ lady? No way! Bears aren’t slaves to chivalry, you know! But for you, lady? Sure thing!” 

“I’ve got so many ideas, yet so many limitations! You know how it is around here. But where there’s a will, there’s a way! I’ve got pig’s blood, a palm-tree raft, traffic cones, torches, and my own melodious baritones! Among other things! It’s a work in progress!”

[despairnecessities]

assgator‌:

He stops. Was this stupid fuckin’ bear serious?

“Good choice of last words, killer. You’re not lighting anything else on fire today, pal.”

He pulls the trigger, pointing the weapon in their direction.

Monokuma could have dodged. He could have teleported. He could have put up some sort of struggle. 

But why bother? 

He’d already burned things. He’d already harassed folks. Plus, he hadn’t finished that thread with Miu, yet. So, even if Monokuma WANTED to fight, claws might not be an option! 

He’d be back. 

“UpupUPUPUPUPUPUPU-” 

So much fluff...

[despairnecessities]

assgator‌:

Nightmare Knight versus Steve Scriggins? No contest. Dumbass fucking Bear versus Steve Scriggins? Absolute contest.

“Hey! Fuckwad! Yer gunna stop that right the fuck now! I have a score to settle with you anyway!”

The shouting made it easier to find the little shit.

“I’m gunna rip off your head and shit down your neck!”

His tail thrashes aggressively, gunner star transformed into a Tec-9 style machine pistol. He might not be able to stop the meteor, but he can stop unnecessary destruction. 

A pause. 

Another pause. 

A third pause. 

Four pauses. Quadruped pauses.

“Who, me?” 

Yes, you.

[despairnecessities]

An impending, island-wiping meteor? Nightmare Knight sure took “crashing a party” to new extremes! Monokuma would applaud him, if he weren’t... busy.

“Well, I was planning on messing with the festivities, anyways! What’ve the dead ever done to respect me?!” The maniacal bear plush cleared his throat, before yelling. “EMERGENCY, EMERGENCYYY! PLEASE BEGIN THE MASS PANIC! PLEASE BEGIN THE RIOTS! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! THIS! IS! NOT! A! DRILL!” 

And then he started lighting booths on fire. 

[despairnecessities]

“This is disgusting, and I will be sure to crash every night of this festival. You got my hopes up, you friggin’ lot of-”

[isolaradiale]

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[heroinesregret]

She stares blankly at the eerie sky.

“…Something’s wrong, right?”

[despairnecessities]

She breathed. He jumped into action. 

“Monokuma Theater, ACTIVATE!” 

MONOKUMA THEATER

“Something’s always wrong with the world, isn’t it? Deaths piling up, the environment slowly decaying, your least favorite show continuing to have a ginormous fanbase... Or the fact that you still don’t own a Monokuma plushie! Trust me, I’m working on it.” 

“But fear not! As bad as things are now? They can always, always, always, always, ALLLWAAAYYYSS... get worse. Much worse!” 

“So take it from me! Don’t dawdle on what lies in front of you! Think about what’s ahead, and how it could go horribly wrong! Or how you can try to make a better future, if you’re some kinda weirdo.” 

[regdelete]

“Whatever’s coming, I’ll cut it down. I don’t have any other choice.”

[despairnecessities]

“Oh? But what if it’s something that cannot be cut? Like a natural disaster, or the fear of debt collectors?”

[cospoxster]

     “That’s just plainly worrying, isn’t it…”

[despairnecessities]

“Not for me, it’s not! Bear perks, and all that. But don’t you go dying yet, ya hear?!

[1000thblow-blog]

☆ . “are we finally gonna die? thank god.” 

[despairnecessities]

“Don’t get so hopeful, Leon! I’ll be sure to do everything in my power to protect you, and make sure you achieve your undesired goal of immortality!”  

He has so little power. 

He will do so little. 

[despairnecessities]

“Well, THAT’S sure as heck one sky going through its ‘teen angst’ phase! Or would it be more ‘heavy metal band cover’ phase? ‘Book of Revelations?’” 

“Upupupu, who’s gonna die, this time?”